Qin Dynasty snare people

The next day.

The sky is blue, the sun is shining brightly, and the white clouds are floating leisurely.

The gentle breeze blew in through the windows of the palace, dancing the purple-black hanging curtains in the palace, and at the same time making the palace a little cooler.

The autumn wind is always refreshing.

"What a ridiculous night."

Luo Yan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the tenderness of Mrs. Mingzhu in his arms. Inexplicably, he recalled what happened last night in his mind. Those scenes made him feel emotional. He really couldn't stop last night, and finally had some fun. It was too much, and it tortured Madam Mingzhu very much.

Fortunately, Mrs. Mingzhu's inner breath is not weak and her physique is also excellent, otherwise she may not be able to persist to the end.

Many difficult movements test the flexibility of the body.

I understand everything.

Soon, Luo Yan calmed down his thoughts, looked at the sky outside the house, and couldn't help but get up to get dressed. He and Mrs. Mingzhu spent the whole day yesterday, and no news came back from Zilanxuan. Today, he had to deal with it and quibble. , in case Zi Nu thinks too much and worries.

After all, having too many confidantes has a problem that is difficult to deal with, that is, being unable to do anything at the same time.

Mrs. Mingzhu, who was leaning in Luo Yan's arms, was naturally alarmed. Her beautiful eyes were lazy and charming, her eyes were half-squinted, and there were thousands of amorous feelings in her blinks. Her voice was hoarse because of last night's absurdity: "You Why are you up?"

Relying on his superb hand speed, Luo Yan was dressed neatly in no time. He was familiar with it.

Then he looked at Mrs. Mingzhu who had woken up and said with a chuckle: "There are some things that need to be dealt with today. You have a good rest. You were exhausted yesterday."

"Yeah~"

Mrs. Mingzhu was so tortured that she responded softly and closed her eyes again.

It turns out.

Einstein's theory of relativity is correct.

Under different circumstances, the roles between men and women can also be reversed.

In the past, Luo Yan might not have been able to hold up Mrs. Mingzhu, but with only one person, Luo Yan still dared to claim to be invincible.

The confidence is still there.

"You don't have to come today."

Luo Yan knew that he could handle some trivial matters and then prepare to leave South Korea.

Come back tomorrow to say goodbye, and you will have to work hard again.

Luo Yan caressed Mrs. Mingzhu's cheek and murmured in his heart. Then he stood up and walked out of the palace. He planned to go to meet Han Fei first, then go to Zilanxuan, and then take some time to go to Snow Clothes Castle. , come and go, there should be enough time for today.

There is no stopping for a moment.

What a hard life!

Fortunately, he is still young and can withstand it.

. . . . . . . . . . . .

Zilanxuan.

Luo Yan, who looked innocent, hugged Zi Nu and complained: "Han Fei is really an alcoholic. He pestered me and drank all night long. Look at my haggard face."

Luo Yan, who didn't find Han Fei in the morning, was a little flustered, but when he came to Zilanxuan, he found that Han Fei was not there, so he immediately took the initiative and threw the blame away. We were all brothers, and Han Fei wouldn't bear the blame for his brother. , is that possible?

"Leave me alone for a while. I'm so sleepy that my head still hurts a little."

Luo Yan hugged Zi Nu's slender waist tightly with his arms, arched his head in Zi Nu's gentle and majestic arms, and said miserably.

I said this sincerely, my head does hurt a little.

This undoubtedly illustrates the point that you cannot overdo anything, and the same goes for your head.

"You knew it and you still drank like this with him."

Zinu stretched out her hand and caressed Luo Yan's hair, like a gentle big sister. There was a bit of anger in the voice of the soft and charming sister, as if she was blaming Luo Yan for his nonsense, which was very considerate.

You are mean to me!

Luo Yan sighed in his heart, and couldn't help hugging Zi Nu tightly, burying his head deeper, like holding a soft elastic pillow. He felt very comfortable for a moment, and he wanted to hug Zi Nu and fall asleep like this. Who told him yesterday? Didn't sleep for long.

The day-to-day routine of life is always exhausting.

Zi Nu, who had missed the opportunity, did not doubt that he was there. Her purple eyes became more and more gentle. She patted Luo Yan's head and asked, "Are you hungry? I'll prepare some food for you?"

"I'm not hungry. Just looking at you makes me full."

Luo Yan changed his position to prevent suffocation, leaned on Zi Nu's body, looked at the pretty face so close, and said happily.

After seeing too many beauties, I always feel in a good mood.

"I'm not your food."

Zi Nu rolled her eyes at Luo Yan and corrected her.

Isn't it?

Luo Yan murmured in his heart, but his mouth was covered with honey: "But you can prepare food for me. I like the food you cook the most. I want to eat it for the rest of my life. I think my future children will also like it."

As he said that, Luo Yan's dog paws had already grasped Zi Nu's hand and kneaded it gently.

"Who wants to give birth to your child?"

Zi Nu reached out and pinched Luo Yan's face, then spat lightly.

Then I will live with someone else...

Luo Yan followed suit. He felt that Zi Nu meant this, and at the same time he began to change the subject: "Have you thought about it? Come with me. Staying in Korea will only put you and the sisters of Zi Lan Xuan in danger. If you go to Qin with me, I want to watch you all the time for the rest of my life."

With that said, Luo Yan held Zi Nu's hand tightly and expressed his feelings.

He could coax her softly, but he didn't want to force Zi Nu too much.

Of course, if Zi Nu doesn't agree in the end, he can only be tougher. Even if Zi Nu has resentment in her heart, it's better than her passing away in the future.

It is better to die than to live. If you can live, you must not seek death.

This is Luo Yan's attitude towards life. The beautiful life has opened its arms to him, how can he not cherish it.

He wants to build a big family that loves each other.

"..."

Hearing Luo Yan suddenly ask about this matter, Zi Nu was stunned for a moment, her deep purple eyes were a little absent-minded, and she didn't know how to answer Luo Yan for a while.

Even though Wei Zhuang's attitude was obvious yesterday, Zi Nu knew that something was wrong with Wei Zhuang's current state.

Wei Zhuang wants to bear everything alone and embark on a road of no return.

How could Zi Nu watch all this happen.

"Han Fei has agreed to go to Qin. As a quicksand person, shouldn't you protect him?"

Luo Yan's heart moved, he began to change his mind, and followed Zi Nu's thoughts.

In short, first coax Zi Nu to go to the Qin Kingdom. Then, in his own territory and mansion, where else can Zi Nu go? As for whether Han Fei will be careful, Luo Yan is naturally sure to suppress him.

As friends, Luo Yan didn't want to see Han Fei go to a dead end.

"Let me think about it again."

Zi Nu didn't know Luo Yan's little thoughts. She looked at Luo Yan with a somewhat apologetic look and said softly.

"I'm waiting for you."

Luo Yan said softly, sat up slightly, and hugged Zi Nu into his arms. Zi Nu needed his hug at this moment.

Aren’t men just there to support women when they are weak?

…

On the other side, Gai Nie has already approached Wei Zhuang.

It's just that the relationship between these two senior brothers is a bit weird. If there was still some deep affection between the senior brothers in the past, then now it looks like they are in love and killing each other. Even if there is no murderous intention, the indifferent atmosphere is very disturbing. Hard to intervene.

"Xiaozhuang, how is your injury?"

Gai Nie glanced at Wei Zhuang's lower abdomen and asked softly. Although he missed the sword, its power was real. He could feel that Wei Zhuang's aura was a little sluggish at the moment.

Healing this injury cannot be done in a short time.

"Brother, are you here to laugh at me, a loser?"

Wei Zhuang's eyes were gloomy, he looked at Gai Nie coldly, and said slowly, a chilling and cruel sword intent lingered around him.

Gai Nie felt the changes in Wei Zhuang himself. As a swordsman, he felt it even more clearly. After all, he was the most familiar with Wei Zhuang in the world.

"You want to force a breakthrough? This will affect your future."

"Only by surviving can I be qualified to choose my future path, and this path suits me very well."

When Wei Zhuang heard this, the sword intent on his body slowly converged, his voice was calm and indifferent, and he spoke calmly, without any waves.

Gai Nie frowned and remained silent, saying nothing more. Guigu's path was chosen by himself. Even if he was a fellow apprentice, he was not qualified to persuade him to say anything. Moreover, once a person like Wei Zhuang made a decision, it would be difficult for outsiders to interfere.

There was a pause.

Wei Zhuang's voice continued: "I will not lose the next date in Guigu."

"I'm waiting for you."

Gai Nie said calmly, he knew that Wei Zhuang had been looking forward to this battle for a long time.

. . . . . . . . .

Prime Minister's Mansion.

Han Fei came here early in the morning. After he sobered up, he began to arrange a way out, starting with Zhang Liang.

Zi Nu is looked after by Luo Yan.

Wei Zhuang was a swordsman by nature and was used to being a loner, so he didn't need anyone to care about him.

In comparison, Zhang Liang, a young boy, is more worthy of Han Fei's arrangements. Han Fei hopes that Zhang Liang can take a better path.

"You can go to Songhai City in a while. The world is going to be in chaos. South Korea... I don't know where the future of South Korea is, but I hope you can inherit the idea of ​​​​quicksand and continue on. Or, you can Go out on your own path, Zifang, I'm optimistic about you."

Han Fei looked at the young man in front of him with a gentle smile and bright eyes, and said slowly.

"Confucian?"

Zhang Liang said in a low voice that he knew that Han Fei had been studying at Xiaoshengxian Village in Songhai City these years, and during this period, he also received a lot of knowledge from Han Fei.

Han Fei was half his teacher.

"Well, Zifang, your temperament and intelligence are very suitable for studying in Confucianism, but what kind of path you will take in the future depends on you. Don't stick to one thing. See more and think more. The world is big!"

Han Fei nodded, put his hands behind his back, and sighed softly:

"You have been staying in South Korea all these years and have never gone out for a walk. This world is really big."

"Sending a mayfly to heaven and earth is a drop in the ocean."

"Zifang, haven't you always wanted to see the sea?"

"It's really beautiful!"

Han Fei's eyes also showed a bit of reminiscence. The years he studied at Xiaoshengxian Village were the happiest and most relaxing time for him, doing what he wanted to do.

"The sea..."

Zhang Liang muttered, then raised his delicate face and asked Han Fei: "Ninth Young Master, are you really going to Qin?"

"Father has already said that I have no choice."

Han Fei nodded and said softly without hiding anything from Zhang Liang.

South Korea itself has no choice but to go to Qin to see the opportunity and become a vassal of Qin. This may not be an opportunity, even if the chance is slim.

"The quicksand?"

Zhang Liang felt nervous, looked at Han Fei, and asked.

“Quicksand is not an organization, but an idea.”

Han Fei shook his head and said slowly.

Along the way, he met Wei Zhuang Zi Nu and others. He was very happy because there were too few like-minded people in the world.

"idea?!"

Zhang Liang opened his mouth, and the words Han Fei once said echoed in his mind inexplicably, the idea at the beginning of Liusha's founding.

"Zifang, take care of yourself. I hope to see you again in the future."

Han Fei looked at Zhang Liang with a carefree smile and said softly.

"Will do!"

Zhang Liang nodded, looked at Han Fei seriously, and said in a deep voice.

Soon, Han Fei left. He had to go to Zilanxuan to chat with Wei Zhuang. This time to Qin, he couldn't take Wei Zhuang with him.

Zhang Liang watched Han Fei leave and looked at the letter in his hand, speechless for a long time.

He was a little confused about the future.

After all, he is still a young man, how can he easily see through the hatred of country and family?

. . . . . . . . . . .

On the other side, Luo Yan had already taken Gai Nie to Snow Clothes Castle.

This time, the two of them did not bring anyone else with them. They both used Qinggong to pursue speed. In terms of inner breath endurance, Luo Yan was even better than Gai Nie.

In more than two years, Luo Yan has undoubtedly surpassed Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang in terms of inner energy cultivation, but the true combat effectiveness has never been judged by these.

There was no talking all the way, and Luo Yan arrived at Snow Clothes Castle at noon.

Thanks to the good weather, it is easy to see ice crystals that have not melted.

This woman Shen Baekyan has really turned into a unique amber.

"Husband."

In a blink of an eye, Concubine Yan appeared in front of Luo Yan. Her beautiful and noble face was filled with a gentleness that had never been seen in the past. Her eyes were full of Luo Yan, and there was no room for anyone else. A soft call was enough to make her Any man with a soft heart will be melted by this softness around his fingers.

Fortunately, Luo Yan is not an ordinary man. He has a very high immunity to beautiful women.

"I'm sorry for keeping you here for a few days. Things in South Korea are almost settled. As for this ice crystal, just let someone transport it back to Qin."

Luo Yan had already made a plan in his heart, but he paid attention to Concubine Yan first.

Compared with a broken stone, a wife is more important.

This is a matter of attitude.

As for how to melt it.

Luo Yan was not in a hurry and transported it back to Qin State to deal with it slowly.

"I think so too. If my husband doesn't come today, I plan to send someone to Xinzheng to inquire about my husband."

Concubine Yan's eyes flickered, her voice was gentle and she spoke softly.

Fortunately I'm here.

Luo Yan's heart trembled. If Concubine Yan knew what happened last night, the consequences would be unpredictable. In all likelihood, Mrs. Mingzhu would be killed by Concubine Yan. He even thought of the lines: Let you seduce my husband. , shameless bitch!

However, with Concubine Yan's cultivation, she probably wouldn't say it in such a vulgar way, but that's what she meant.

After all, it was not Luo Yan's fault.

Luo Yan muttered in his heart, and then began to make arrangements.

PS: There will be another update in the evening. I’m coding now.